SugaSuga's Clan

[She/Her Pronouns]

Clan Symbol designed by KyraG | Clan Theme by TheNightDancer

The sunsets warmth is faint coziness on scales as dragons wander out of the market. The border between night and day is the only real rest this clan ever seems to want. Shifts changing as a hard days work is put behind some and just ahead of others and they murmur sleepily to each other as they light tonight's lanterns outside buildings and stalls.

Welcome, to the Sugarcube Clan. Hospitality is our priority and your gain dear traveler.

Our Clan had been in Plague for such a long time, their nomadic feet itched in stagnation. After waiting for the last nest to hatch, they decided to brave the frosts and set up in a new home that might need them most- The Fortress of Ends. Six months made many friends in the south, but their frozen toes itched to travel back to the warm stewpot of Plague. They settled into the Wyrmwound as if to draw comfort from Plaguebringer's familiar yet toxic fumes.

But that too grew too still for the clan's claws. Onward they marched, milling between the idea of returning to Ice where they knew Ice Pop was preparing for the Gala or the growing comfort of Nature. Although Plaguebringer had a discontenious relationship with Gladebringer, the mothers allowed this clan to travel on wherever they wished. Which brings the new excitement of braiding the branches of the Behemoth into a new sort of home, with new spices to use and vegetation to ponder.

But even that one day grew stagnant under their claws. So they looked on to the land of one of the founding member's ancestors- the Pillar of the World. A sparsely populated land full of minerals since rarely found anywhere else. So they carved out a cave system full of warmth amongst their new neighbors.

For some of us, those nights great too dark. So down the stalls went and onward we marched to the golden cities of Lightning. The energy there was so invigorating! The brewers had never been so inspired. And yet, it was not home. So onwards and upwards we go...

Arcane's lands were vivid with magic in the air. Finally, it seemed their wandering paws were settling in.

Those caves grew a bit dry for some of the more delicate dragons shedding, so they gathered their market up again and trundled on. A sister clan called for company in the Obscured Crescent's Forum and who were they to deny some night time merriment? Their night market stalls became lit in the gentle glow of bio-luminescent mushrooms and shadow puppetry a much beloved past time.

We're a group of merchants that linger for convenience sake even though many have vied for us to travel frequently, and we put up quite the show for customers that make the trip. Tarot, tales, and training is our motto! Most of the wares used to be Baldwin based and magic is very common clan wise but through time we've amassed many unconventional wares. As time went on however, we grew to enjoy the adventure and thrill of the Coliseum and proving "tours" through it to strengthen other dragons (to Level 25). Their home is much like a hotel in all honesty during fights for Dominance.

Many dragons have tales of how they came to join the clan- they're all very found family and work hard to make life comfortable. Although fickle they're very generous and take pride in helping other clans build their strength and hoards over their own gain. Some call them peaceful, but that's not quite right, they are simply... Content with their ways.

Our clan carries our symbol in special lockets that dragons can carry on even after leaving the clan. It's something they want to carry with them but never as a brand or tattoo. Being part of the clan is a choice and a part of them.